Training

I just wanted to thank everyone for the support they showed me on the first chapter of this story! Almost 40 follows/20 kudos in the course of 24 hours! That's crazy! I'm super excited to keep this one going!

Anyways, here's the second chapter!

"You can become a hero." All Might said as Izuku let the tears roll off of his face. All Might raised his arms to his sides. Izuku glanced up, tears still rolling down his face. Even in such a vulnerable form, All Might looked like a deity the way the sun shone behind him.

"You are worthy of inheriting mine and Lucario's power."

"Huh?" Izuku said ungracefully. It was a confusing statement.

"Inherit your...power?" Izuku asked.

"Haha! What's with that face?" All Might laughed, all seriousness gone from his tone. The sheer force of confusion caused Izuku to stop crying.

"Listen, young man!" All Might stuck his finger into the air triumphantly, "You need to decide whether or not you are going to accept my power!" As All Might bellowed, blood spurt from his mouth violently.

"Huh!?" Izuku scrambled back on his knees, conveniently falling onto his butt.

"I'm talking about my power!" All Might said it like it was an obvious statement.

"W-well it's true that the nature of the sheer power your Lucario has is hotly debated online, as nobody knows what move even has enough power to create wind pressure with a simple punch like you do, but I've always assumed that it was just well trained. You are the world's best trainer after all. And…" Izuku started to ramble. All Might just stood in confusion, looking at Izuku as he muttered up a storm.

"Hey kid! Put on the brakes!" All Might interrupted, causing Izuku to freeze mid sentence. All Might made sure he was done before continuing.

"My power was passed down to me like a sacred torch." Izuku just tilted his head in confusion, so All Might continued.

"One for All." All Might stretched his arms out to each side of him once more, and a breeze of wind passed by. Izuku got another glimpse of his gory wound to his side as his shirt lifted up in the wind.

"A power created long ago. The ability to stockpile power and pass it down to another person, who then stockpiles more power and passes it down."

"So like a superpower?" All Might shook his head.

"Not exactly. There is one example that I can think of that would explain the situation. Do you know the ancient stories of the battle bond Greninja?" Izuku's eyes lit up in recognition.

"Yeah! An ancient trainer that was so close to his pokemon that he was able to synchronize with his Greninja, allowing them to pass to supreme levels of power!" Izuku retold the ancient tale, "But everyone knows that's a myth!"

All Might shook his head once again, "That is not a myth. That trainer and his Greninja are the first holders of One for All." Izuku was shocked.

"One for All is both a technique and an ability that is passed down from holder to holder. Each successive holder is more powerful than the last. I am the eighth holder of One for All, and I have chosen you to be the ninth." All Might scratched the back of his neck, "Assuming you want to, of course."

"Wait, what? How does this work?" Izuku was both confused and completely shocked by the situation.

"One for All grants immense power to the pair that it is passed down to. The hits you see my Lucario put out are due to One for All's power. The pokemon isn't the only one affected, though. There is a leakage of power from the pokemon's side of the power that affects your own body while it is active. That power is what allows me to stay in that muscle form for three hours a day. It grants me speed and strength above that of a normal human, but it doesn't grant me super strength or anything like that." All Might explained, "To put the power into perspective, while a normal person would be able to lift possibly two hundred pounds, I would be able to lift eight hundred."

"Woah…" Izuku marvelled. Not only was he discovering that All Might had some ancient power that granted him speed and strength, but now he was offering to transfer that power to Izuku.

"The pokemon's side of the power is much more powerful, though. The power really resides in them." All Might said. "So what do you say? I know it can be-"

"I'll do it." Izuku said immediately, cutting All Might off.

All Might laughed, "An immediate answer! Just what I was looking for!" Something in particular stuck out in Izuku's mind.

"Wait, All Might! You said that it's a bond between trainer and pokemon!" Izuku realized the implication of what he had said, "I don't…" he trailed off.

"I believe you do." All Might gestured to the Riolu resting in Izuku's arms.

"I'm just taking care of him for the night!" Izuku protested. All Might laughed again. He had a tendency to do that.

"You may say that now. But when that youngling comes to, I don't believe he will want to leave. You saw how he had been out in the streets alone. That one is not more than a few months old. It probably doesn't have anywhere to go."

Izuku hadn't thought about that. Considering that it had gotten into a fight with a bunch of Muk, and the fact that it hadn't had a trainer or companion to help it out meant that it had probably accidentally picked a fight with the wrong crowd. The more Izuku thought about it, the more he loathed setting it off into the dangerous streets of Tokyo again.

Izuku breathed out, thinking.

"I'll let you go home and think about it. Talk to him when he wakes. I think you'll make the right decision." All Might said, and Izuku let out a breath of relief. He had a lot to think about. "Meet me at the Dagobah Beach tomorrow at sunrise." All Might instructed.

Izuku responded with a nod.

Izuku walked home with Riolu in his arms. He drew gazes from some pedestrians as they passed by, but none of them questioned it or were rude about it. It was more out of curiosity.

Izuku had a lot to think about. All Might had offered to pass on his power to Izuku. The number one trainer, All Might, had done that for Izuku. The same Izuku who had been unable to touch any pokemon in any way up until an hour ago. It was a lot to take in, to say the least.

Izuku got to his and his mom's apartment. It was a small staircase that led to the door, but going up it felt like a lifetime. He knew his mom would have been worried sick from the moment she saw the incident on the news. It made Izuku feel bad that he had taken so much time to get home.

He took a deep breath before turning the door handle. The second the lock clicked open, Izuku heard a scream come from the kitchen.

"Izuku!" His mom wailed, running at Izuku with arms wide for a hug. Izuku panicked, realizing that he was still holding Riolu.

"Mom wait!" Izuku said frantically. His mom skidded to a stop in her frantic run to Izuku. She got a good look at Izuku and realized what she had missed. Cradled in Izuku's arms was a pokemon.

"AHH!" Inko screamed. "Izuku! I-is th-that?"

Izuku smiled, "Yes, mom. It's a pokemon." He couldn't keep the sound of pure joy from his voice.

"And y-you're…" She had tears collecting at the corners of her vision.

"And I'm holding it." Izuku finished, "I'm touching a pokemon, mom."
Inko couldn't hold back the tears any longer. She broke the dam on her tears, letting them come in waterfalls. Izuku was tearing up as well.

"My baby Izuku!" Inko cried, holding Izuku's face in her hands, "I'm so proud of you!"

Izuku scratched the back of his neck with one hand, "Thanks, mom."

"I saw you on the news, and I was so worried, and then All Might came around and…" His mom continued fretting, mumbling almost as bad as Izuku tended to.

"I'm alright now, mom. Really." Izuku tried to comfort her. Inko sniffled and rubbed away the tears with her sleeve.

"I'm just so glad you're safe!" She finished.

"I am too. I would still do it all over again." Izuku admitted. His mom just nodded in understanding. She knew that he wanted to be a hero, and she knew that no matter what she did, she couldn't stop him. Nothing would come in between that boy and his dream.

"Why do you have this pokemon still?" Inko asked innocently.

"The nurse said it needed to rest for the night. I decided that it could just stay over for tonight. Is that okay?" Inko furiously nodded.

"Of course!" She said, as if the answer was obvious, "I'm so proud of you, Izuku."

"Thanks mom." Izuku walked down to his room. He opened the door and stepped inside, and was met with many pictures of All Might's face, along with posters of Lucario.

Izuku went over and carefully set Riolu on his bed.

There's nothing I can do until he wakes up Izuku surmised, so he went over and pulled out his bookbag and grabbed his homework, setting it on his desk. Just because he's going through a lot doesn't mean that the world stopped for him. He still had homework due at the end of the weekend.

As much as Izuku had tried to focus, he hadn't been able to get anything done. He just had too much on his mind. All the things that had happened today were overwhelming.

Izuku shook his head, turning back to his blank paper in front of him. He picked up his pencil and hovered it above his paper.

And then he heard a noise. It was a simple rustling of sheets, but at the sound, Izuku froze.

"Lu?" A small voice said to the room. It sounded confused. Izuku slowly turned around to see Riolu, awake and sitting up in Izuku's bed. The first thing Izuku did was have a miniature heart attack.

Riolu was sitting up, and after seeing Izuku move, it was looking directly at him. Riolu tilted his head, causing Izuku to break from his suptor.

"H-hi." Izuku said nervously. Riolu just looked at him like he didn't know what was going on.

"I-I'm Izuku Midoriya!" Izuku stuck out his hand, trying to break the tension. Riolu looked down at the outstretched hand, eyes bouncing between Izuku and the hand.

"Rio?" Riolu inquired. Izuku tried to keep his nervousness in check as Riolu stood up off the bed. The pokemon hopped onto the floor, standing up straight. At full height, Riolu barely reached Izuku's mid thigh.

"Can you understand me?" Izuku asked. Maybe the pokemon didn't know what Izuku was saying.

"Riolu." The pokemon nodded.

Great, so either he's just as nervous as I am, or he was ignoring me. Izuku thought. He hoped it was the former.

Izuku took a deep breath

"I'm the one that saved you." He said quickly. The Riolu's head snapped up to look Izuku in the eyes. Just then, in his eyes, Izuku saw a flash of recognition. The Riolu took a step back in shock. It looked up and down Izuku, as if he were checking if it was all real.

Izuku got off of his chair and got on his knees in front of Riolu. He remembered his teachings from his therapist. Get on their level. You'll seem less intimidating that way

Riolu seemed wary of Izuku, but he didn't back away. So Izuku stuck out his hand again, trying to greet the pokemon as friendly as possible.

"You were getting attacked, and nobody would do anything. I couldn't sit and watch." Izuku explained. Izuku couldn't read pokemon's expressions as well as he could read regular people's expression, but he thought he saw something change in Riolu's face. Like the strong facade it was putting on was breaking.

Izuku kept his hand outstretched, hoping that the pokemon would shake it, "I'm not here to hurt you. I promise. I could never-" He cut himself off when he realized why the pokemon was so wary.

This is all new to him...Izuku realized. Izuku lowered his hand back to his side slowly.

"You're scared." Izuku breathed, "you're terrified…" The stern expression on Riolu's face faltered, giving way to a face of shock.

"You've never experienced this before, have you? You grew up on the streets your whole life, where everything is hostile and wants to hurt you." Izuku went on, "You've never been shown kindness. This is all new to you…" Riolu's face didn't change.

"I know how you feel." Riolu's shock worsened, but Izuku kept going.

"Your entire life you've spent running away from threats, just trying to get by, haven't you? I know what it's like to be scared, all the time. It never goes away, does it? A constant, looming fear that takes over and doesn't leave. It's what you've dealt with your whole life, right?" Izuku felt his own tears surface, collecting at the corners of his eyes.

That's three times today… he told himself. But he saw something else in Riolu's face at that moment. A sliver of wetness.

"I didn't rush in to save you because I wanted something out of you." Izuku told the pokemon. Riolu looked Izuku in the eyes, just as tears started to roll down Izuku's face.

"I saved you because...because you looked like you needed help. I couldn't just stand around and watch you get hurt!" Izuku cried. The pokemon's defensive position softened, and Izuku saw his body shivering.

Izuku stuck out his hand again. "I promise I won't hurt you. I won't let anyone ever hurt you again." It was a bold promise, but Izuku had every intent of keeping it. The Riolu looked at it and started to move.

Yet, instead of shaking Izuku's hand like he had hoped, Riolu threw itself into Izuku, wrapping his small arms around him. Riolu buried his face in Izuku's shoulder, and he could feel the tears leap free of the pokemon's eyes. Izuku wrapped his arms around Riolu, letting him cry, and admittedly, Izuku cried a little too.

Riolu's body shook with the force of its sobs. "I won't let anyone hurt you again." Izuku promised.

Once Riolu finished, he stepped away from Izuku, wiping his eyes. Izuku saw it now. Riolu had been thankful the whole time, but he had been weary due to his rough past. Izuku glanced over at the distinct white ball he had sitting on his desk. Izuku still saw the memory as fond.

It had been about a year before Izuku's run in with the pokemon in the alley. Izuku and his mom were walking in the shopping mall, and as always, they stopped by the pokemon gear shop for Izuku. Inside, Izuku had been entranced by a certain deal.

A premier ball on sale. It was a very rare variety of ball that was all white with a red crease that separated the two halves. Izuku had refused to leave unless his mom bought it for him, and Inko had complied.

Izuku smiled at the fond memory. Ever since then, Izuku had kept the ball on hand, for the day that he might need it. He reached over and picked it up, brushing off the dust that had accumulated on it. He rolled the ball in his palm.

Riolu walked over, looking at the ball in Izuku's palm with curiosity.

"It's a premier ball. A fancy type of pokeball." Izuku explained, "I always kept it around in case I got over my fear of pokemon."

"Riolu?" he tilted his head in confusion.

"I have this...problem. A long time ago…" Izuku didn't want to elaborate. If he did, then the memories might return. "A long time ago I had a...run in with some wild pokemon. It didn't go well. The doctors diagnosed me with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Ever since then, I haven't been able to touch pokemon without freezing up."

Riolu tilted his head, and placed his hand on Izuku's. Izuku realized what he was trying to say, Then why can I touch you?

"I don't know why you're different. For some reason, you're the one exception in over ten years." Riolu didn't have much of a reaction, other than a sad look in his eyes.

Izuku reached to put the premier ball back on the shelf where it came from, "I'll probably never use it, but it's nice to keep around."

Riolu's hand shot out, grabbing Izuku's wrist before he could put away the ball.

"Huh?" Riolu took his other palm and pushed the button on the center of the ball, enlarging it to full size before pointing to the button again.

"What?" Izuku knew what Riolu was trying to say, but the sheer thought shocked him, "You want to...go inside?"

Riolu jumped up, throwing his arm into the air triumphantly, "Riolu!" Izuku almost fell over. He had seen the possibility ever since All Might suggested it might happen, but Izuku hadn't expected it to become a reality.

"Are you sure? You want to become-" Izuku choked up, and his next words came out as barely more than a whisper, "...my Pokemon?" Without a moment's hesitation, Riolu cheered again, nodding.

Izuku didn't know what to say. Years of being afraid of pokemon to having his own...Izuku almost started to tear up again.

"I-If you want to?" It came out as a question. In response, Riolu jumped up, slapping the centerpiece of the ball. It opened, calling Riolu inside in a beam of red light. The pokemon was absorbed into the ball, which proceeded to close and shake once. Twice. Three times. Finally, with a distinctive ding the ball stopped shaking.

In response to the ball stopping its shaking, Izuku's hand started to shake.

Finally...after all these years...I have a pokemon of my own…

Izuku woke up the next morning with renewed vigor. Everything seemed to be going right for once, and nothing could stand in Izuku's way. He shot out of bed as his alarm clock went off, signaling that it was five thirty in the morning. Just enough time to get showered and show up at the beach to meet All Might.

Izuku nearly had a heart attack when he heard a yelp of surprise. Izuku spun around and saw Riolu laying at the end of Izuku's bed. He had forgotten he left the pokemon out of his pokeball for the night. The memories of the previous night were still fresh in Izuku's mind.

"Good Morning, Riolu!" Izuku greeted, with significantly more energy than he ought to have. Riolu sat up, rubbing his eyes before yawning.

"We have to go to the beach this morning, remember?" Izuku had explained the entire situation to Riolu the previous night, and although he was a bit foreign to the concept of heroes, he had been nearly as excited as Izuku.

Izuku reluctantly recalled Riolu into his pokeball. He went through his morning routine as quickly as possible, not wanting to be late. He finished up getting dressed and went to the kitchen, to see his mom already up and making breakfast.

"You're up awfully early, Izuku!" Inko greeted.

"Yeah, I need to meet…" He trailed off, remembering his promise to keep All Might's interactions with him a secret. "Someone this morning. Plus, I want to go around town with Riolu for a little while!" He hoped his excuse would sound reasonable. Izuku wasn't shocked when he saw his mother tearing up once more.

"I can't believe my baby finally has a pokemon of his own!" Izuku braced for impact as his mother threw her arms around him, enveloping them in a tight hug. Izuku stayed put for a little while. While he enjoyed his mother's hugs, they tended to happen way too often.

"Mom, you'll burn breakfast…" Izuku warned. Inko reluctantly withdrew, turning to her sausage and bacon that was cooking on the stovetop. Izuku calmly waited for the food to be ready, rubbing his hand along the white pokeball in his pocket.

Izuku scarfed down his meal, and not a moment later was bolting out the door. "See ya, mom!"

Izuku knew the way to Dagobah Beach. It was old and run down, and tended to be a site for illegal dumping. Other crimes such as illegal fights and drug deals took place in the same area as well.

Izuku made it just as the sun peeked in the distance over the horizon, though Izuku could barely see it between the heaping piles of trash. He walked down the sidewalk adjacent to the beach, fiddling with Riolu's pokeball in his pocket.

Soon enough, Izuku saw a familiar figure in the distance. All Might in his regular, scrawny form was standing off in the distance. Izuku picked up his pace, and as he got close, started waving.

All Might turned, smiling as Izuku approached.

"Good mourning, young Midoriya." He greeted, "You're just on time."

"I tried." Izuku responded.

"How did things go with young Riolu?" Izuku smiled. He reached into his pocket, pulling out the primarily white pokeball and enlarging it to its full size.

"Come on out, Riolu!" Izuku said, voice full of pride, as he threw the pokeball into the air. It opened, and a white-blue light shot out, forming into the shape of Riolu. Izuku caught the pokeball and stuck it back in his pocket.

Riolu looked around, and his eyes fell on Izuku. All Might crouched down, getting on Riolu's level.

"Hello there, young Riolu!" All Might greeted. Riolu nearly jumped out of his skin, jumping back in an instant, landing behind Izuku, using his leg like a shield.

"It's alright. He's the one I told you about." Izuku lowered his voice, "All Might." He said it so that no passerby's could overhear. Riolu looked between the skeleton man and Izuku, as if he were judging the situation.

Deciding to trust Izuku, he stepped out from behind Izuku, looking All Might in the eye.

"Still a bit weary, huh? It's all right. Understandable." All Might stood up, "It's still nice to meet you."

All Might started walking down to the beach covered in garbage, waving an arm for Izuku to follow. Izuku and Riolu complied, tailing All Might through a maze of trash until they came to a clearing that was surrounded on all sides by mounds of trash.

Nobody could see in here… Izuku realized why All Might had chosen this spot.

"All Might? What exactly are we doing here this morning?" Izuku got the question that had been bugging him all morning off his chest.

"The start of your training, of course!" All Might threw his arms wide, "We will be training here every morning between now and the Yuuei entrance exam. I've made a training plan and everything!" All Might stuck out his hand, revealing a stack of papers.

Izuku looked through it with shock. Every single day of his life between now and the Yuuei entrance was planned out, to the hour. It had weightlifting times, Beach time (Whatever that meant), his diet, his training time with Riolu, everything.

"If you want to get in shape for me to pass on my power to you, you will need to follow that plan exactly." All Might explained.

"Why do I need to do that in order inherit your power? I thought you already said that I proved myself worthy of your power?"

All Might stuck up two fingers, "There are two things you need in order to be able to take the power. One is a physically fit body. The sheer amount of power would kill and unprepared vessel." Izuku had the image in his limbs being violently ripped from his body. The thought made him shudder.

"The other requirement is a strong bond between pokemon and trainer." Izuku and Riolu looked at each other. "Without absolute trust and caring between the pair, the bond will not work. You could sense the power, but nothing would happen if you tried to use it."

"So?"

"So, you and Riolu are going to spend every possible moment together. Eat together. Sleep together. Train together. Everything. The only time he should ever be inside that pokeball is when you're in school. You got it? We will also be doing exercises to build trust when you are training with me." Izuku gulped, but nodded.

On the inside, Izuku was giddy. It was everything he dreamed of, coming to fruition. One thing bugged him still.

"What is this 'beach time' you have written in on the schedule?" Izuku pointed to the time slot set aside.

"Ah that." All Might gestured to the beach around him. "You will be cleaning up this mess of a beach. I'm sure you know how bad it is. One of the most important virtues of a hero is community service."

Izuku blanched. He looked around at the sheer mass of trash around him.

I have to clean...all of this? Riolu looked equally shocked and intimidated.

"Enough with the formalities. Time to do what else we came here for." All Might unhooked a pokeball from his belt. Izuku tilted his head in confusion as Lucario materialized.

"You're going to fight me." Izuku's jaw dropped to the floor.

"I-I'm going t-to f-f-f-fight y-you?" Izuku could barely formulate words.

"Well, kind of. I'll let Riolu attack Lucario for a while. We don't know what his battling capabilities are, much less his moves that he knows. I would like to get a good starting point." All Might explained. Izuku felt a little less intimidated now that he realized it wasn't a real fight.

Riolu, however wasn't moving. Izuku thought something was wrong until he saw the pokemon's face.

Riolu was frozen, staring at All Might's Lucario, an expression of reverence on his face.

"I think you've got yourself an admirer, Lucario." All Might chuckled. Riolu still hadn't broken from his trance. The more Izuku looked at Riolu staring at Lucario, the more he was reminded of himself. The way he looked at All Might's partner was very akin to the way Izuku admired All Might himself.

"Alright buddy! We have things to do!" Izuku snapped in front of Riolu, moving him from his suptor. Izuku moved to the other side of the clearing, leaving a good distance between All Might and himself.

"Ready?" All Might asked. Izuku nodded in response.

"Battle start!"

"Alright Riolu! This is both of our first times, so let's make it good!" Riolu turned its head just enough to give Izuku a confident smile. Izuku smiled back.

"Go Riolu! Run at him with uhh…" Izuk hesitated, "Whatever move you have?" Riolu broke into a sprint, keeping his center of mass close to the ground. As he got close, he reared back his right arm, which was glowing softly.

Riolu jumped off the ground when he was a couple feet from Lucario, throwing his arm forward. All Might's lucario raised his arms in a cross-shape in front of him, catching the blow. Riolu jumped away, retreating.

"Force Palm. eh? Pretty Standard for Riolu and Lucario." All Might said. Izuku nodded.

So, we have Force Palm. What else?

"Riolu! Go at him again! Use something else this time!" Riolu, however, did not move. He just turned around and gave Izuku a helpless look.

"Do you...not have another move?" Riolu shook his head.

"So you do have another move?" Riolu nodded, "What's wrong then."

Riolu just had an exasperated look on his face. He pointed at Lucario across the way, then gestured for him to come over. It clicked in Izuku's mind.

"I think he wants Lucario to attack him." Izuku called over to All Might. The older man responded with a confused look, so Izuku elaborated.

"Some moves require other pokemon to make the move first. I think The other moves he has are like that." Izuku explained his theory, and Riolu cheered in confirmation.

"All right, Lucario. Go super easy, all right? We don't want to hurt anyone." All Might instructed. Lucario, who was previously standing still with a nonchalant attitude spang into action, spreading his feet into a battle stance.

"Riolu! Let's go! Go at him with Force Palm!" Izuku called out. Riolu was so busy ogling over Lucario again that he nearly missed the command. Nonetheless, he sprang into action, dashing at the taller pokemon.

As Riolu got close, All Might and Lucario nodded in unison, like they had some kind of mutual understanding. Riolu spang to unleash his attack, but Lucario caught the attack with one arm. The other arm wheeled back, becoming shrouded in a gray light, before turning the entire arm into steel.

Lucario thrust his arm forwards, catching Riolu in the ribs, launching him from Lucario's grasp.

"Riolu!" Izuku said, nearly rushing onto the field. All Might held up his hand.

"He's alright." All Might affirmed. True to his words, Riolu got up, brushing the dust off of him, giving Izuku a smile. Izuku let out the breath he hadn't known he was holding.

"Okay Riolu! Use what you wanted to get attacked for!" Izuku commanded. Riolu closed his eyes before becoming enveloped in a blue aura for a moment. His eyes snapped open and he dashed towards Lucario.

As the pokemon ran, his arm became sheathed in a gray light, just like Lucario's had, before hardening into steel. He threw himself at Lucario again, who blocked the attack, bouncing away.

"What was that?"

"From the looks of it, young Riolu knows Copycat. It allows the user to use-"

"The last move used on the field" Izuku finished, remembering the entry from his notebook. All Might smiled.

"You are just a fanboy aren't you?" All Might teased.

"Not anymore. I've got Riolu now!" Izuku said cheerfully, then turning to his partner, "Anything else?" Riolu nodded, clenching his fist.

"Alright then! Let's go! Use force palm!" Izuku called, having Riolu run at his opponent for a third time. He knew in a real battle this would be an idiotic move, but well, this wasn't a real battle.

Riolu jumped at Lucario, who grabbed Riolu once again, just like he had the previous time. Lucario readied another steel attack, but something changed.

Riolu was glowing in a soft red aura. When Lucario launched his attack, it collided with Riolu, but before he could fly away, Riolu grabbed onto Lucario's arm. Riolu yanked, flipping Lucario over his shoulder, where the older pokemon slammed into the ground.

"Hey! We got a hit in!" Izuku cheered, "Was that counter?" Riolu nodded. All Might's Lucario groaned on the ground. Counter doubled the damage that the user had just taken, so Lucario's own powerful attack had been redirected at him.

"Is that it for your moves, Riolu?" All Might asked as Lucario got up off the ground. The small pokemon nodded in confirmation. "I think we can call this battle over then."

Izuku met All Might in the middle with Riolu. Izuku patted Riolu's head affectionately.

"You did great, buddy."

"As did you." All Might said, "For a person with no battle experience, at least."

"Heh. Thanks, All Might." Izuku responded.

All Might spent the last of the time they had going over the training plan. It was hard, gruelling, and would require immense dedication. The training alone would be a handful, but he had it on top of schoolwork.

Yet, neither Izuku or Riolu were going to back down. They had a goal to chase, and nothing was going to stand in their way. The were going to do this plan and get into Yuuei. They had to.

And thus began Izuku's ten months of hell.

Thanks for reading! Tell me what you thought in the comments down below! Next up is a main story chapter, but after that, it's another installment of this! I'm trying to keep these chapters pretty lengthy, so tell me how you like that style as well.

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